Denmark x Reader - Early Morning Texts by YamiTasher, literature
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Denmark x Reader - Early Morning Texts
Denmark x Reader – Early Morning Texts.
_______'s phone rang out impressively loudly within the dark room, signifying she had a text and causing _______ to stir slightly but remain sleeping.
Barely a minute later, it rang again. This time, _______'s eyelids fluttered and she grumbled slightly, frowning but again she remained sleeping and her only action was to turn in her sleep.
The pause was a tad longer before the phone went off for the third time. This time, _______ stirred, turned over again and mumbled something incoherently before settling back into the realms of sleep.
However, approximately 28 seconds later, the phone went off for
You weren't sure yet if you felt like braving what looked like a November snow storm to get to class. I mean, you only had one class today, so was it really worth it to leave the sanctuary of your home? Did you really want to risk life and limb in order to get to a class that only lasted an hour and fifteen minutes? Were you really okay with risking your health and personal safety for a greater education? Why were you still asking yourself questions? The answer had been a definite no from the start.
So, not regretting your decision at all, you went into your kitchen to make some hot chocolate and grab a piece of cake from the fridge. As the
Chance - Dragon Age II Anders x Reader (1/3) by kayoenfreer, literature
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Chance - Dragon Age II Anders x Reader (1/3)
Anders could feel Justice crackling at the edge of his awareness.
The mage was tired, but there was still so much to do. Even magic would not speed up the process of boiling rags to use as bandages. He heard the hinges on the door creak open and the sound was like daggers down his spine. If it weren’t so good at warning him of intruders, he would have pulled the door down years ago.
He frowned when he found himself praying that it was something easy. He should not feel so reluctant to help the poor souls of Darktown. Travelling with Hawke had given him illusions of higher purpose, and even Justice’s stirring had not been enough
RomanoXReader - Tomato Bath by Dragonscaleink, literature
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RomanoXReader - Tomato Bath
~*RomanoXReader*~
Tomato Bath
"Effing skunk..." the Italian man cursed as he slowly dipped himself into the bath of tomato juice.
Standing in the garage, you chuckled as you remembered what had happened earlier that day.
---Flash back---
Sitting on a hillside, you and Romano where out just passing time, enjoying each others company. Having been friends for quite some time now, hanging out like this was the norm for the both of you.
You had been peacefully listening to his ramblings about 'that Spain jerk', 'that potato freak', and 'my retard of a brother', to put certain words lightly. The way he spoke with that Italian accent always pu
concrete. | ayato kirishima x reader [2] by Noeq, literature
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concrete. | ayato kirishima x reader [2]
'It was selfish of him,' I thought. For him to take so long. How hard was it to subdue who Ayato claimed to be "wusses"? Although, at this point, I had a single worry. A hidden one, or at least one I had tried to hide. Was Ayato doing alright? Yamori and Nico left a while after Ayato did; so my nagging worry could be justified. Yamori hated Ayato. Nico was neutral, but he'd go along with whatever Yamori commanded. At the same time - Yamori respescted Ayato's strength - so he wouldn't make any moves. Yet.
I sigh. I needed to stop thinking so negatively, or I'd end up with a headache. He left last night, and it's been about twenty-four hours.
FatherEnglandXMotherReader by animefreak011000, literature
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FatherEnglandXMotherReader
You ran your fingers through the blond locks of your youngest son, big violet eyes looking up at her, and you couldn't help but 'awww' loudly as you embraced the small child.
"Mommy, what are you doing?" A small voice came out slightly muffled as you let him go.
"Well, you were just so cute that I wanted to snuggle into you." His plump cheeks turned a soft red as he tried his best to make a pouty face, which only resulted in him looking even cuter.
"I-I'm not cute..." Letting out a small laugh, you kissed the top of his head.
"Whatever you say, honey." The soft padding of quick steps was heard and soon a small figure came into your line o